✓𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 | C. STEIN

|so pissed|

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𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠
𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑎𝑙𝑠
𝐿𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛' 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
𝐻𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝐼'𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑑
𝐒𝐨 𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐬
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The teens had moved Gert upstairs to her room, as well as Old Lace. Luna didn't want to leave Gert's side and so she and Chase compromised to sleep on the couch. Gert had fallen asleep once it had gone dark and Old Lace was quiet and calm. Luna wasn't allowing herself to fall asleep, so when Chase had returned from the restroom, he saw her leaning on the couch arm nervously playing with the sleeve of her rainbow-striped sweater.

"We are going to figure this out," Chase says in a low voice as to not wake Gert up. While it was late at night the chandelier outside was the only source of light, but it was enough light to be able to see their surroundings in the room

Getting pulled out of her mind Luna looks over to see Chase sit next to her and so she nods her head, "Positive thinking"

"Moonie you need sleep," Chase says resting his head on Luna's shoulder as he covered himself with his own blanket.

Luna didn't respond, knowing he was right and she was tired but everything in her was telling her to stay awake. Mindlessly Luna raised her hand to run it through Chase's hair as random song lyrics run through her mind

"I like your hair long" Luna whispers not knowing if he had fallen asleep as she had rested her head against the couch looking up at the dark bedroom ceiling each blink getting heavy

After a moment of silence Chase speaks up not having yet gone to sleep, "I knew you just liked me for my looks"

"Hate to break it to you," Luna says looking down at Chase who turned his head to look up at Luna who wore a smile, "You being hot isn't the reason I'm dating you. It's just a major bonus"

Luna couldn't help but laugh at her own words, her cheeks turning red, embarrassed she said the compliment out loud. It was a quiet laugh but her chest rose and fell making Chase sit up and look over at Luna with a smile big enough for Luna to notice his dimples

"I wonder if this is how you are drunk," Chase says knowing that they would never find out since Luna would never drink but looking at her and taking in her carefree mood Chase could only wonder

Luna thinks about it and she couldn't help but think back to some text she had read where being sleep deprived can essentially be the same as being drunk. Luna then started to mumble counting the hour's shes been awake and it had been 15 hours since she last closed to her eyes, "Sleep-deprived me is the closest anyone will see to a drunk me... Are you anywhere to going back to sleep?"

"No," Chase says but his yawn gives him away making Luna chuckle

"Well I've been thinking, Old Lace was sick first and then Gert... it's like they have um opposite symptoms" Luna says trying to think of the word that could explain everything but nothing came to mind, "Uhh... Do you know what the word for it is?"

Chase starts to think about what Luna was saying, and how she was right. Old Lace first got the symptoms then Gert started to act out like her psychic linked dinosaur, "Psychosomatic?" Chase asks looking up at Luna seeing her nod her head